Anabella Lee

Death metal, morbid, gothic, heavy metal, screamo, double kick drum

(Pre-Chorus)
The state claimed her breath,
But they couldn’t claim her soul.
Even angels above
Felt the weight of their control.

(Chorus)
Still I hear her calling
Through the storm that murdered sleep—
Her voice in the waves,
In the dark where secrets creep.
No iron hand, no grave,
No decree could sever me
From the love that burns forever
For my Anabella Lee.

(Verse 2)
They chained her down in a cell of stone,
Said a poet’s love must break alone.
But the walls grew cracks when she spoke my name—
The truth inside her louder than their flame.
The jealous ones — the faceless few —
Believed our bond could undo their rule.
So they smothered her light, thinking I’d retreat…
But her ghost rose up and walked with my feet.

(Pre-Chorus)
Her heartbeat lingers
In the marrow of my bones.
Every revolution
Starts from love the state disowns.

(Bridge — Spoken + Screamed)
They thought death could silence her…
But poets don’t die—
they multiply.
Her words are ash and ember,
Her touch is fire in the wind.
And every tyrant trembles
Knowing love like ours
Cannot be pinned
To any coffin
They bury us in.

(Breakdown)
Rise from the deep, Anabella Lee!
Rage through the halls of the ministry!
Your shadow carves truth in the authoritarian air—
You were murdered for loving,
But I still feel you there.

(Final Chorus)
Still I hear you calling,
Through the storm that carries me—
Your voice in the waves,
In the dark of memory.
No kingdom, no chains,
No decree of tyranny
Can kill the love that lives in blood
For my Anabella Lee.

(Outro)
So I sing for the girl
They tried to erase from me…
My spirit, my fire,
My Anabella Lee.

2228/7500

(Verse 1) In a kingdom carved from the bones of night, Where the sea roared low with a wicked delight, I loved her there — my Anabella Lee — And the tyrants feared the fire she lit in me. They whispered that love like ours was treason, That devotion beyond their laws was a reason To drag her away where no heart could be free… But I swore I’d bleed for Anabella Lee. (Pre-Chorus) The state claimed her breath, But they couldn’t claim her soul. Even angels above Felt the weight of their control. (Chorus) Still I hear her calling Through the storm that murdered sleep— Her voice in the waves, In the dark where secrets creep. No iron hand, no grave, No decree could sever me From the love that burns forever For my Anabella Lee. (Verse 2) They chained her down in a cell of stone, Said a poet’s love must break alone. But the walls grew cracks when she spoke my name— The truth inside her louder than their flame. The jealous ones — the faceless few — Believed our bond could undo their rule. So they smothered her light, thinking I’d retreat… But her ghost rose up and walked with my feet. (Pre-Chorus) Her heartbeat lingers In the marrow of my bones. Every revolution Starts from love the state disowns. (Chorus) Still I hear her calling Through the storm that murdered sleep— Her voice in the waves, In the dark where secrets creep. No iron hand, no grave, No decree could sever me From the love that burns forever For my Anabella Lee. (Bridge — Spoken + Screamed) They thought death could silence her… But poets don’t die— they multiply. Her words are ash and ember, Her touch is fire in the wind. And every tyrant trembles Knowing love like ours Cannot be pinned To any coffin They bury us in. (Breakdown) Rise from the deep, Anabella Lee! Rage through the halls of the ministry! Your shadow carves truth in the authoritarian air— You were murdered for loving, But I still feel you there. (Final Chorus) Still I hear you calling, Through the storm that carries me— Your voice in the waves, In the dark of memory. No kingdom, no chains, No decree of tyranny Can kill the love that lives in blood For my Anabella Lee. (Outro) So I sing for the girl They tried to erase from me… My spirit, my fire, My Anabella Lee.

0/500